Sunday, August 12, 2007

Cop out

Hi. I'm not back yet. I'm blogging from the parental home of the Pirate. This is just to say that we had a fabulous time. Details will be forthcoming.

In the meantime, I would like to suggest some entirely unoriginal entertainment. I know Billy and Spinsterella have done this, but I'll be buggered if I can find the right links in their archives. What I propose is that you all write a short post in the comments in the style of my writing. Pretend to be me. Write what you think my holiday blog post will be. When I get back I'll pick a weinner and send him/her something. Don't ask what, I havn't thought that far yet.

So for the next 48 hours you all get to be Chaucer's Bitch.

On you keyboard...

Get set...

Take the piss!

6 comments:

ziggi said...

In Flaundres whilom was a compaignye
Of yonge folk, that haunteden folye,
As riot, hasard, stywes, and tavernes,
Wher as with harpes, lutes, and gyternes
They daunce and pleyen at dees, bothe day and nyght,
And eten also and drynken over hir myght,
Thurgh which they doon the devel sacrifise
Withinne that develes temple in cursed wise,
By superfluytee abhomynable.
Hir othes been so grete and so dampnable
That it is grisly for to heere hem swere.
Oure blissed lordes body they to-tere,
Hem thoughte that Jewes rente hym noght ynough,
And ech of hem at otheres synne lough.

eh, pardon.

Tim Footman said...

"A Clerk ther was of Oxenford also
Who hadde unto logyk long ago..."


Sorry, that's the most I remember, and I've doubtless arsed up he spelling. So...

"When I woke up this morning my back hurt. Then the Pirate rogered me bandy for two hours solid, and my back stopped hurting. A-harr, me hearties! Then we had lunch."

Dave said...
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Dave said...

Sex, farts, body parts.

More sex please, I'm American.

Damn! Broke the bed/my back/world shagging record*

*delete as appropriate.

Chaucer's Bitch said...

ziggi: is that not from The Pardoner's Tale? nice punning at the end, but i don't think i'm quite as wretched as all that, am i?

TF: that's more like it!

Dave: ha! fab.

c'mon people, where are the rest of you??!

BiB said...

I can't do Chaucer-speak. Or your style, because I'm rubbish. But... do you mean he asked you to marry him?